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i just spent a while in plaguetown with the plaguehavers and fellas, for once i'm not sure that i didn't get the plague, but we'll see how this goes

(no it's almost certainly not the plague you think it is unless you're in this very specific circle)

i don't have red hair irl these days because of the kanbaru suruga thing but spiritually i still do okay

#wikifinds „Neu Drontheim war die Bezeichnung für eine projektierte Großstadt, die die Führung des nationalsozialistischen Deutschen Reiches im Zusammenhang mit einer Marinebasis etwa 20 km außerhalb Trondheims (Norwegen) plante.“

one of those things that follows naturally from my current philosophical bent that feels a bit too spicy to outright say is that basically every form of deviation from the norm has to exist, and the spiciness comes in the examples like, for example, the world needs insane people

not sane, not insane, but a secret third thing

“miki sayaka soft” her hair ornament is a double forte symbol. what can a girl even do to escape being softcoded if that ain't enough,

every human has to feel like they belong to a tribe, huh. one person is never enough to fix someone…

apparently my favourite thing to do is long walks through the cold autumn night, ideally with friends

flying again see you soon

this world has offered me so many things on a silver platter that i don't even want, things that others need and could only obtain through bitter struggle, and the worst thing is i can't even give them away. money at least can be freely gifted. the many kinds of “luck” cannot